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well as you all know i was working on my mums job till today when she went to fare.
just cant do it no more shouting at me swearing at me calling me up at silly oclock
the weekends is my time with the misiss and the kids i told her time and time agen not too call about and too leave us alone ill be back on monday.
monday to friday is work the weekends is my time too chill.
any way today i turn up to work only to be screamed at sworn at told im a cowboy little boy and that ill never be a reall trades man.
retard ect ect what pushed me over the edge today was when i was bent over in the new bathroom looking in my tool bag when she kicked me and called me a
i shot up and it was too close to call i could of put one on her chin and not thort twice abut.
since i started this job iv had chest pains headacks coughing up stuff off my chest.
i think its stress from this job iv spent no time with the kids or the wife since iv got marred.
when the job started it was slowly pulling us apart.
well today i finally flipped and packed my tools and went.
I hold all the cards at the mo im the one with all the contacts the chippy for the new kitchen the sparky and the rubbish man ect ect
now i feel bad as my nan lives there too and and i walked off the job and left them too it but i needed to for my own sanity and my relationship.
as it was pulling us apart each day.
now i cant help but fill im in the ronge and im starting to question my line of work and if i eally want too stay in the building trade at all i love what i do it just iv been really put down and need time to think
sorry if i dont come on here for a bit its just i need a brake
id really like to here some of your thorts on this one please it mite help me sort my head out.
thanks peeps toe the time to read this :frown5:
just cant do it no more shouting at me swearing at me calling me up at silly oclock
the weekends is my time with the misiss and the kids i told her time and time agen not too call about and too leave us alone ill be back on monday.
monday to friday is work the weekends is my time too chill.
any way today i turn up to work only to be screamed at sworn at told im a cowboy little boy and that ill never be a reall trades man.
retard ect ect what pushed me over the edge today was when i was bent over in the new bathroom looking in my tool bag when she kicked me and called me a
i shot up and it was too close to call i could of put one on her chin and not thort twice abut.
since i started this job iv had chest pains headacks coughing up stuff off my chest.
i think its stress from this job iv spent no time with the kids or the wife since iv got marred.
when the job started it was slowly pulling us apart.
well today i finally flipped and packed my tools and went.
I hold all the cards at the mo im the one with all the contacts the chippy for the new kitchen the sparky and the rubbish man ect ect
now i feel bad as my nan lives there too and and i walked off the job and left them too it but i needed to for my own sanity and my relationship.
as it was pulling us apart each day.
now i cant help but fill im in the ronge and im starting to question my line of work and if i eally want too stay in the building trade at all i love what i do it just iv been really put down and need time to think
sorry if i dont come on here for a bit its just i need a brake
id really like to here some of your thorts on this one please it mite help me sort my head out.
thanks peeps toe the time to read this :frown5:
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